Spring is here and with it, the wind and…Corrales Art & Studio Tour. Which is a fancy way of saying a sanctioned means of snooping in dozens of artists’ studios in the quaint village of Corrales, New Mexico. The tour … Continue reading →

Watching Independence Day: Resurgence, one can’t help but think that if this is the best that humankind has to offer, then the aliens would be doing the universe a solid by exterminating us. I admit, the original movie had its … Continue reading →

Once upon a time, a meteor crashed into the mountains of China, unleashing a horde of monsters who will get the munchies and descend upon the people of China every sixty years. And the only thing standing between China and … Continue reading →

Came across this article about the actor who play Jar Jar Binks. Gotta pity the poor guy who played Jar Jar. At least, unlike Hayden Christensen, nobody actually saw his face. In fact, until I read this article, I didn’t … Continue reading →

So…Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Saw it. And… Liked it. Whaat? I do like things–sometimes*. Yeah, I hated Jurassic World, a movie universally loved by people of questionable taste everywhere. I mean, seriously, people? Did we see the same crap … Continue reading →

Tis the season…to make windchimes. On the eve of what will be Adobe Dragon Design Studio’s last craft/art show of 2015, I’m in a last minute panicky rush of makin’ schtuff, namely windchimes. I first made chimes a couple of … Continue reading →

“What if they don’t like the garden? What if they hate it? They’re going to hate it. Oh, crap, why did I do this? My poor little garden!” The demented wail of the neurotic gardener. It’s quite possible, at the … Continue reading →

“Listen, smile, agree, and then do whatever the fuck you were going to do anyway.” ~Robert Downey Jr. Even though I’d like to think of myself as given to speaking my mind, the truth is, even now, I rarely do. … Continue reading →

On watching Guardians of the Galaxy, two things become quite evident. First, Thanos should hire better minions, or he needs to get his bad-ass, mad Titan self off the throne and fetch his magical McGuffins o’power all by himself. Because … Continue reading →

“Well. That was a hot mess,” says my husband as The Lone Ranger‘s credits crawl up a scene of Monument Valley, a dispirited Tonto limping off into the sunset. The statement is significant, in that my spouse, unlike me, is … Continue reading →